Comic Number 1 - Sonic Is An Idiot

I-I wanna braid your hair 👉👈 (LOL it just looks so fluffy i can't help it ok 😭)

perhaps he is learning to appreciate planet earth

FIRST POST ON TUMBLR, this drawing was made in new year sooo yeah... I'm going to upload my drawings now, stay tuned(?) JAJAJA On instagram this blow up a lot, I think the music that I put (Die with a smile) helped

got some more oldiesss

i severely love these two as well btw,,, so they’re married

chillin on a Saturday night

💚🩷Affection!🩷💚

BONUS!

Here is my first ever comic. I lack motivation for my comic drafts, but i really push through this one since it's so short.

It's about the beginnings of our relationship, where I was still shy especially with kisses. Sorry Mal! xD

I hope you enjoyed!

[Dance with The Devil] [movie!Shadow x reader headcanons]

Summary: a collection of random headcanons/small scenarios based on my "Click Click Boom" post for Shadow!

Word count: 1.5k

Disclaimer (1): Harkness scale people, he is of age and can consent and is sentient. I'm allowed to want to kiss the hedgehog.

Disclaimer (2): This can be read as Romantic or Platonic! Though I did write it to be implied romance.

A/N: Yall asked for more, who am I to deny the people (I imagine kissing him every second of the day). I tried to hit a lot of asks all in one to give eveyrone what they asked for! I hope y'all enjoy! Reblogs and comments are super appreciated and motivate me to write more <3

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Shadow is so extremely overprotective of you, borderline to an unhealthy agree but is it really when you're welcoming to it??

You, by all means, shouldn't encourage him. He's one of the strongest beings on the planet. He can't just make threats, God knows if he'll act out on them.

You can't help but let it happen though, a warm fuzzy feeling deep in your chest clouds your judgment for a few moments. Knowing that Shadow sees you as someone worth protecting, of caring for.

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Shadow baring his fangs at Sonic and fucking growling is new though.

"Shadow did you just- did you just fucking growl?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sonic was just trying to hug me dude, relax.'

"He'll get his scent all over you. No."

Shadow turns his back on you, so he misses the blush that overtakes your entire face.

He has an inkling though, if the strangled cry from your throat is any indication.

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Riding ! With ! Him !!! He takes you on drives all the time, it helps him clear his head and it's his way of asking for physical contact without giving you idea, feeling you against his back and your body pressed up against his does wonder for his mental health, he'll purposefully take longer routes and side roads at night to keep you close.

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If you fall asleep on the couch, Shadow isn't gonna curl up with you, but he's next to the couch, head propped up against the arm rest as he watches over you. He's well aware he could just teleport you both to your room, but you look too peaceful :( and he knows he takes up all your time and energy, so he rather let you rest.

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Shadow always walks behind you. It's a nervous habit. If he wanders behind, he has the perfect view to scan for threats.

You go to tell him he's being paranoid, but stop yourself. The last person he cared for died, the girl who gave him a purpose. You shut your joke down fast, shaking your head when Shadow raises an eye bridge at your expression.

"Do you want to hold my hand?" You go with that instead.

"Absolutely not."

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Please god can you imagine shopping for him, getting his leather jackets and what not bc he fucking deserves it, especially when you nervously claim that he needs the correct gear for riding his motorcycle and he hits you with:

"That's useless, I can easily chaos control if need be."

BUT HE DOESN'T RIDE WITHOUT IT EVER !!!! You even got it monogrammed, and he runs his thumb across it often, scoffing at himself when he realizes, snatching his hand away.

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Shadow likes to be useful, even though you tell him again and again that he doesn't owe you anything, he doesn't listen.

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If you wear makeup and ever fall asleep in it, you can't ever seem to remember if it was you who took it off, your memories jumbling up together to the point you're not sure.

It was Shadow, he knows you don't like showing others your bare face, which he thinks is ridiculous as shit, he likes you as you are, whether with makeup or bare, you're you.

Please I could cry imagining him so gently taking a makeup wipe and rubbing small circles to get that waterproof eyeliner off of you, eyes laser focused into his task. I'm gonna throw up.

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In the colder months, he's susceptible to being more mellow and relaxed. Despite being the ultimate life form and having fur, he still gets cold and hates the feeling.

This brings me to the fact that bro steals your blankets, he has no remorse and will walk right into your room to take your heated blanket. He's an asshole.

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Fully believes that nicknames are stupid and that they don't matter, the best he's gonna do for you is call you by your first Intial (ex: Teddy = T) It's rare that he'll do call you by it regardless, but beggers cannot be choosers.

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Getting matching bangles to match his inhibitor rings!! Makes him go stupid for a second, brain computing that oh??? You want to match him?? He's gonna tease you, but when you threaten to just take them off, he immediately goes quiet.

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The subject of being sick came up often in asks, and he struggles really hard with it. It's not obvious, but if you look closely, his quills are pin straight, and he's easily more agitated.

He's not mad at you, it's not your fault, it's just that seeing you curl up into bed brings back so many bad memories of when Maria has flare ups and couldn't leave her bed.

It made him feel useless. His whole reason for being was to help cure illness, maybe not the common cold. He's aware of that, but the point remains.

Shadow gets more docile, even going to ask Maddie what to do. The woman offers to come over and take care of you instead, but Shadow shuts her down quickly. He's more than capable, and he's a little overprotective.

"Are you sure? I don't mind, I don't have anything going on."

"That isn't necessary."

"But it might be better if it's m-"

"I can take care of them."

It's hard to argue with a 5ft hedgehog that can easily snap your neck, so she regents and hands him over some cold and flu medicine along with painkillers and vaporub and instructions. He looks so silly with all of it in his arms, Gatorade, water, the medicine, some food, but it warms your heart. You haven't had anyone really look after you when you were sick, always left to fend for yourself, so it's nice.

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For my period havers, I am on mine, so this made it in:

Shadow using his hands as personal heating pads for your stomach or the small of your back, you can't seem to remember where you put your heating pad so he sits there with you and just, shoves his hand onto your skin, it's added comfort due to his fur.

"Oh my god, that feels good."

You groan into your pillow, curling up into a ball, your back facing the ultimate lifeform.

"Is it really that bad?"

Shadow hums, moving to ever so slightly knead the skin, smirking to himself when you damn near moan at the feeling.

"You know damn fucking well it's that bad."

Shadow snorts.

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Once you're both closer, he allows you to touch him alot more, so long as you ask him first if you can run your fingers over his quills, he finds it soothing, it's common to find you both on the couch, fast asleep together with the TV set to come true crime YouTube video.

Sonic takes a million pictures, to which he sends to Shadow later. The black hedgehog doesn't say anything, but he secretly saves each one.

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Speaking of the others, you try and force him to spend time with team Sonic to varying degrees of success. Mainly the success being if you will also be there and be by his side. The team likes you well enough, always playfully telling you that they can handle Shadow if he ever hurts you.

Which gets them Shadow staring them down, his eyes lighting up as a warning.

You'd think they'd learn that this man doesn't play when it comes to you, but they're a bit stupid.

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When it comes to any insecurities you may have, he shuts that shit down IMMEDIATELY, you think it's because he genuinely doesn't give a fuck, but no, it's because he cares about you and will logically tell you facts. Does it help? It's varying, but he still tries.

Issue with your weight. He doesn't care. Are you healthy? That's all that matters. He's strong enough to lift you up, and he'll demonstrate it on you if need be. He doesn't know who put it into your head that there's any issue with it, but he'll fix it.

"Shadow, can I ask you something?"

"Go on."

"Does my weight ever bother you?"

"I am not like human men."

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You're insecure about talking about your interests/hyperfixations? He actively will sit down and listen, eyes intense as he takes in every single word you're saying. He'll nod and hum, but his ears are flicked towards you, and Shadow will ask questions pertaining about the characters.

The motherfucker is healing you slowly but surely, mentally and sometimes physically.

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No one thinks that Shadow would be a good companion and will make jokes offhandily that they're sorry that YOU'RE stuck with him, and you don't correct them. They don't deserve to know him.

They don't get to know how the lifeform curls up next to you on his bad days, seeking your affection.

The hedgehog who helps you dry the dishes after every meal with a way too focused look on his face.

The Shadow that always cracks dry ass jokes in hopes to make you smile after a long day.

It's your little secret, and it's one you gladly keep to yourself.

"Oh, he's stuck with me." You wave them off with a smug smirk on your face.

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𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓇𝑜𝒸𝓀

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

➵ ℳ𝓔𝓝𝓤

- day 5 💌, tv girl ofc, slightly suggestive, wc-1k

the air is thick in the small apartment, heat from bodies pressing close and the scent of sweat and cologne mixing with the faint smell of alcohol

you slowly let your gaze drift toward the bar, scanning the crowd. and then you see him. the dim lighting flickered over him catching the sharp angles of his face, the red glint of his eyes locked onto you he wasn’t drinking, wasn’t speaking to anyone just watching.

a slow warmth curls in your stomach.

you let your eyes meet his just for a second just long enough to send a message before you turn back into the rhythm of the song, every movement is deliberate now. because you know he’s watching.

and you like it.

you let your eyes flicker back toward the bar, just for a second. he’s still there, arms are crossed over his chest, standing perfectly still, his drink untouched, his gaze never leaving you. the neon lights flash red across his fur

you can’t deny it he’s handsome. more than handsome. there’s something about him, something that draws you to him.

he knows exactly what he’s doing.

he watches you with confidence, like he sees through your subconscious invitation. it should make you nervous, maybe even make you look away

but instead, it makes you bolder

you’re not just dancing anymore. you’re performing. for him.

he pushes off the bar, walking slowly toward you.

you wanted this. you wanted his attention. you don’t stop dancing. but your movements slow, anticipation forming in your stomach as you watch him approach from the corner of your eye.

he moves closer, and the crowd almost seems to part for him without realizing it. he’s different from everyone else here

your breath catches as he stops just close enough that you can feel the faint warmth of his body, hear the way he breathes slowly. his eyes dark, and unreadable are locked onto yours, the neon lights catching the red in them as they flicker over your face, down to the way your body still sways

“I’m Shadow.”

his voice is smooth, low enough that he says it without needing to be loud. the name fits him perfectly

you don’t realize you’ve been holding your breath until you exhale, your lips part his name lingering on your tongue before you finally say it back

“Shadow.”

his eyes flicker, as if hearing you say his name does something to him.

you tilt your head, letting the music carry your body just slightly closer, testing the limits. he doesn’t step back.

“I was wondering when you’d come over” you say, voice just loud enough for him to hear

his lips twitch not quite a smirk, but something close. “Were you?”

you nod, watching him carefully. “You’ve been watching me this whole time.”

Shadow doesn’t deny it. he holds your gaze his expression unreadable

“You didn’t seem to mind.”

the way he says it, it’s not a question. it’s a fact.

and he’s right.

a slow, warm feeling spreads through you, and you don’t fight it. instead you let your fingers trace lightly over his wrist

“I didn’t.”

the warmth of the alcohol you had drank now taking effect, loosens your tongue making you bolder. maybe it’s the way Shadow carries himself so composed, so in control that makes you want to test him, to see if you can break him just a little.

you tilt your head, letting your body move with the music as you glance up at him. he’s watching you closely, with curiosity. like he’s waiting to see what you’ll say next.

“So…” you let your fingers graze his wrist again, a soft touch, just to see if he’ll react. “What’s a handsome guy like you doing all alone in a place like this?”

his ears flick slightly at your words, and for the first time, you catch the faintest shift in his expression, surprise, maybe, or amusement. it’s hard to tell with him. but you do notice how his fingers tighten just slightly at his sides

“I could ask you the same thing” he counters, voice smooth

“I’m here to have fun.” you let the words linger before adding, “You don’t really seem like the partying type.”

Shadow exhales through his nose, a quiet sound that might almost be a chuckle. “I’m not.”

“Then why are you here?” you take a small step closer, just enough to close the space between you.

his eyes flicker down to you, and for a moment, you think he won’t answer. but then-

“…I was looking for something.”

his voice is lower now, and something about the way he says it sends a shiver down your spine.

you raise an eyebrow. “And did you find it?”

Shadow holds your gaze for a long tense moment. then, slowly so subtly his fingers brush against your waist, his touch barely there but deliberate.

“…Maybe.”

you can’t help it you giggle. light teasing the alcohol making everything feel just a little more amusing. Shadow, this composed guy looking completely unfazed by everything except, maybe, you.

and you like that.

“Maybe?” you echo, tilting your head at him. “That doesn’t sound very convincing.”

Shadow watches you unreadable as ever, but you don’t let that stop you. instead, you reach for him, fingers curling around his wrist and before he can react, you tug him into you

he stiffens immediately.

you laugh again, spinning back to face him your hands sliding up to his shoulders as the music pulses around you. he’s tense, unsure and it’s adorable here he is, awkwardly standing looking like he has no idea what to do.

“You’re so stiff” you tease, swaying your body against his just slightly, encouraging him to move. “Relax a little won’t you?”

Shadow exhales sharply, glancing down at you.

“I don’t dance” he says flatly.

“you do now.” guiding his hands one to your waist, the other still caught in yours. he’s hesitant his touch light uncertain

he doesn’t move right away, but he also doesn’t pull away.

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠

his fingers trace slow, patterns over your skin starting with your arm, light touches up and down, like he’s memorizing the way you feel.

his hand slides to your waist.

his fingers pressing just enough to remind you that he’s there. the warmth of his touch spreading through you, and you don’t even try to fight it.

you don’t want to fight it.

Shadow is watching you, his crimson eyes half-lidded

a stray strand of hair falls into your face, and before you can brush it away he beats you to it. his fingers so careful slide against your cheek as he tucks the strand back into place.

Shadow’s fingers still linger against your cheek, you’re so close now, bodies moving together like you were meant to be pressed against him like this.

you don’t look away. neither does he.

Shadow’s grip on your waist tightens slightly, as if testing how close he can bring you, how much more of you he can touch. his other hand ghosts down your arm again, fingertips barely brushing your skin. you shudder under his touch, and he notices lips parting slightly, his breath warm against your face.

your heart is pounding and you know he can feel it, just as you can feel his own breath quicken slightly, despite how unfazed he tries to be.

there's no denying it anymore.

Shadow’s thumb grazes your cheek, and your lips part instinctively drawing in a sharp breath. his gaze flickers downward just for a second before snapping back up, his grip on you tightening. like he’s fighting something. like he wants something.

like maybe he wants you.

the realization sends a rush through you, intoxicating in a way that has nothing to do with the alcohol still buzzing in your system.

your fingers curl against his chest

you feel his breath against your lips shallow, quick. the heat between you is unbearable now, so intense it almost hurts.

and then, without warning you pull him in.

𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠

his lips are firm as they crash against yours, his body presses against yours, warm and solid as if he’s been holding back for far too long.

you pull him in tighter, your hands gripping the back of his neck your body moving instinctively against his seeking more of that warmth, more of that feeling that consumes you. every inch of space between you vanishes and all you can focus on is the way he holds you

you can’t get close enough

his hand slides up to your back, he pulls you even closer, so close that you feel every pulse of his heartbeat through your chest. it’s as if the entire party, the music, the people everything disappears except for the two of you.

you deepen the kiss further, you can feel his breath hitch against your lips, the quiet groan he tries to suppress, and the sound only makes you want more.

the kiss lingers on your lips, but the reality of what just happened hits you

you kissed him.

a stranger.

the thought leaves a bitter taste in your mouth, and a surge of panic twists in your stomach. you wonder if you’ve made a mistake.

you can’t stay. you can’t look him in the eye again, not with the way your chest feels like it’s caving in from the weight of this impulsive decision.

𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞

without thinking, you pull back your eyes still locked with his for a split second before you break it, desperate to look anywhere else. the flashing lights feel blinding now, everything seems so loud

“Excuse me…” you murmur, voice barely audible your chest tightens as you back away from him

you don’t wait for him to say anything, don’t give him a chance to stop you. you just walk fast, too fast toward the door, away from the heat of his touch.

you push your way through the crowd, the weight of what you just did pressing down on you the night air hits you the moment you step outside, sharp and cold

the door slams shut behind you, and the noise fades into silence. you breathe in deeply, trying to steady yourself

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

What did you just do? and damn it, if it wasn’t the best kiss you’d ever had.

you can’t help but smile to yourself, the warmth of the memory still fresh, despite the uncertainty and the confusion you still feel. he was very handsome

and a good kisser, the corners of your lips curving up. it’s a thought that lingers as you keep walking

you’ve walked away, and you have no idea when or if you’ll ever see him again. but that kiss? that kiss will stay with you. and somehow, that makes it all worth it.

at least you had that memory, that one perfect moment

and maybe you’ll find him again.

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ⏦ﾟᢉ𐭩 - 𓊆ྀི𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𓊇ྀི

thank youuuuuuu ＞ᨓ＜💕

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